Chap 118

"Has Ken's death been confirmed?" Charles asked for confirmation.

Elizabeth nodded. "Of course. The man is lifeless. There's no way he can live again. Don't you take my word for it? Do I look like someone who likes to spread fake news? Besides, didn't you see for yourself that the man was dead?" Elizabeth was a little offended that Charles didn't seem to believe her words.

"It's not like that. I just didn't expect him to die this easily."

"What is clear is that he is already dead."

"Alright. I'll tell Grandpa the news. It's good news to me. Ken deserved to die."

Charles went to see Michael, his grandfather. The old man was relaxing in the den smoking a cigar. The large window in the room was open so that the smoke could escape freely.

Relaxing while smoking a cigar had become Michael's habit during his leisure time. There were tons of books in the reading room. Strangely enough, Michael only liked collecting those books. Of all the books in his collection, perhaps only ten percent had